Colorful clothespins. Line-dried sheets. Warm porch planks. Cold Coke. Strings of party lights. Red geraniums. A barrel of blooming lavender. New potatoes and peas. Garden to table. Birdsong mornings. Warm wind. Open windows. Cherry tomatoes. Wildflowers. Wild blackberries right outside your door. Good books. The Good Book. Sunsets. Letter writing. Long walks. Creek music. Children’s voices carrying through the trees. Children, but not my children who are grown. Long stretches of solitude and sunshine. Sweet sleep.
We live in deeds, not years; in thoughts, not breaths; In feelings, not in figures on a dial. We should count time by heart-throbs. He most lives who thinks most ~ feels the noblest ~ acts the best.
~P.T. Bailey
What a lovely, poetic reminder of the sweet blessings of simplicity. Clearly, you’re enjoying your summer. đŸ™‚ Thanks for sharing. Sending a simple hug to you, my friend.
Been missing you and here you are! Yes, even empty nesting has its joys:) I hope this summer is the same for you. I’ve been hearing about the fires and hope you are spared all of that and don’t even have the smoke. Thanks, Mary Kay, taking time here!
Thanks for the reminder to slow down. Our season of rush to get things done is hopefully coming to a close in a matter of a week or 2. So much to say but this isn’t the proper outlet. Please pray for us. If we can survive the next few weeks I don’t care if it takes me a year to unpack. I will be on my new deck every chance I get sipping cold cokes!
Been thinking of you in your season of transition and all else, Cindy. Yes, remember to stop and have those little joy breaks! Trying to rise above the mess lol here, too, but every day we see progress and beauty and another box is unpacked đŸ™‚ So wish you kept a journal so I could see pics. I know your moving and making another home would be enjoyable to watch! Cheering you on from a distance!